So, I had a surfcasting event I went to here in New England. I decided to hit two birds with one stone and try for catching my first salter. Did a bit of research and found a some target water…
Fort those who are not familiar…
In much of the literature they’re known as “anadromous brook trout,” but that’s a misnomer. Better to call them “salters.” They spawn in fresh water but don’t spend years at sea or undertake long migrations. Rarely do they venture far from the mouths of their natal streams, and they frequently trade between salt, brackish and fresh water, sometimes in the span of 24 hours. In winter, when most landlocked brook trout put their metabolisms on hold, salters fatten on such marine and estuarine bounty as smelt, sand lances, mummichogs, spearing and grass shrimp.
It has been raining a lot. This brook was beautiful.
Not a mountain headwater but a tidal creek. Its origins wetlands and swamps draining into the Atlantic
Mosses covered everything…I felt like an intruder for sure…no signs of anglers or man, yet a perfectly composed setting. Kudos to nature and her landscaping.
Mr. Magooed my way into catching two specimens within an hour. For some, I have read, this is a challenge. I suspect the cover of rain and the advantages of tenkara gave me an edge…and I did a lot of crawling around.
When I hooked these fish…they did not read as Trout in profile. I guess as noted above…their seafood diet accelerates their growth. Evidently they also take flies.
Just a beautiful morning…no one around. I am not sure how I feel about this outing. Nice to have the experience but a lot of what I read notes that salters are in trouble…most of these estuaries are not protected. One of the studies I read noted that they seem to have found different strains of salters in adjacent creeks. Like the salters in those specific creeks had very specific attributes local to the creek but not between other creeks. Even more reason to let them be…beautiful wild identities out there just doing their thing.